Poison Eve
Chapter-45

Morfeus Academy, City of Illusions…

"What's he doing?"

"Why didn't he take out his protective fairy?"

There was a murmur like the buzzing of an agitated bee.

The wind swirled around the arena stage due to the spiritual power unleashed by Gigas.

Evelyn was still flirting. Both of his hands were tied behind his body. His gaze was fixed on the halo on Gigas' body. Decades of chakra, he thought. Levels below fifteen.

Evelyn did not intend to take her opponent lightly, just trying to conserve light energy. I was alone, he said in his heart. Although I have the gift of full light, but if I was to waste it in the beginning, how could I get to the next round?

Ninety people, Evelyn muttered in her heart. Ninety secret techniques!

He knew of ninety participants not all would be his opponents. But he still counts it as a possibility.

"What's going on?" scorn Gigas as an early bluff. "You don't have a chakra?"

"Show me your useless protective fairy!" the audience shouted in an intimidating tone.

Evelyn rewinded her linked foot on the heel of the other leg, then bent it slightly in the stance of the horses. Both of his hands were clenched in front of his chest. "Groan!" challenge to Gigas.

The judges frowned.

"Why didn't Evelyn Katz take out her spiritual chakra?" they start to wonder about each other.

Xenephon smiled faintly.

Nyx glanced at the man through the corner of her eyes, then looked at Evelyn with squinted eyes.

"Be careful!" growled Gigas while lunging towards Evelyn with a pouncing motion.

What a fatal mistake!

"The body structure of wolves and dogs is similar, there is a strong head and a weak waist. Their waist is a weak point!"

Nazareth's voice echoed in Evelyn's mind. He jumped towards Gigas then twisted in the air while swinging his elbow and landed it on the boy's waist.

SLASHY!

Gigas bounced and fell in a curled position.

Evelyn landed lightly on the side of Gigas' body in a squatting position. "You must be careful," he hissed with a cold expression. More sound to himself.

Xenephon watched Evelyn with worry. His expression was filled with bitterness!

Silence was all over the place.

The judges and the spectators gaped with wide eyes. Some even unconsciously held their breath.

Impossible! Gigas squealed in his heart. His eyes were staring at Evelyn.

Speaking of physical stamina, full light born talent was ten times stronger than the stamina of an ordinary person without spiritual talent. Twice as strong as those who only had half the spiritual power at the resurrection of the protective elf.

"So your protective elf did indeed suck until you relied more on physical strength?" scorned Gigas as he sighed up his body and prepared to put up the horses, take out his chakra again and perform a second technique. "Yeahaaaaaaa…!"

GROAAAAARR…

The white wolf bounced back from behind Gigas' back and lunged towards Evelyn in a swerving motion, while Gigas lunged in with a straight kick.

Evelyn twisted her body to avoid the Gigas kick while her hand swung a fist towards the waist of her protective fairy, following her leg which then landed on Gigas' waist.

SLASHY!

The wolf-shaped light image crept and disappeared while the Gigas fell down.

BRUK!

The spectators are stifled.

Altair frowned, feeling familiar with Evelyn's kick. He was only grateful this time the kick did not hit his ribs.

Gigas frowned and gasped. He pulled up his body while holding his stomach, then raised his hand towards the referee for surrender.

The referee and the host immediately announced, "The fight is over! Asset son Nazareth Vox won by two points!"

Silent.

There was no applause.

Everyone just froze and froze.

Evelyn bowed respectfully to the soldiers towards the jury, then turned away from the arena stage with a cold look.

The participants he passed glanced at Evelyn through the corner of his eyes, giving a look between bewildered and astonished.

"Lose in two attacks," murmured Arsen Heart bitterly. "Ace Nazareth didn't even use the light technique!"

ACE—Asset Children Expert, means Asset Children. The term to refer to the protege in all spiritual martial arts academies in the Elf Country.

"The owner of the Academy is a research expert and a theorist" commented another guard. "The trainer has definitely used a special method."

"Special method?" Arsen Heart frowned as she rubbed her chin, then watched Evelyn with a judging look. The gift of light is full of nature, he thought. But protective fairies are useless.

He didn't even use one of them!

Then he glanced at the Gigas Knot with a disappointed expression. Fairy protector monster predator…

Lost in two hits!

Arsen Heart shook his head, inexhaustible.

Xenephon rushed downstairs to Evelyn with Nyx Cornus in the alley between the rows of spectator benches as the girl exited the arena and was about to turn to the front row of benches that were special to the audience attendees.

"Good job!" Xenephon tried to encourage Evelyn.

Nyx Cornus also congratulated her with a sincere smile.

The girl simply bowed towards them respectfully the soldier with a flat-faced look.

Nyx Cornus squinted his eyes in surprise. That look. A focused expression that doesn't care around!

"Is he always serious like that?" Nyx Cornus asked as they turned around to return to the second floor.

"Only after the Chairman has left!" answer Xenephon.

Nyx Cornus spontaneously knitted his brows. How interesting! thought.

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Claus Manor, City of Light…

Nazareth opened his eyes slowly.

A thin mist billowed around him. The smell of drugs stings his smell.

Nazareth blinked and looked. The world around him felt so strange. Then he bowed observing himself as his body gradually felt warm.

Half of his body was submerged in the bath to the waist while his legs extended forward.

"Medicine baths," his hiss was weak. I must have been battered, he thought. Then frown while massaging his temples. Trying to remember. He pulled his head up straight, then bowed and found Migi Vox sitting by the pool bath while looking up at him with the plain face of a toddler. I remember now! he said in his heart.

Migi Vox knocked him out during practice!

Nazareth observed the doll with his eyebrows interlocked.

He looks like a baby, he thought. But when we practiced, the look on his face looked like a Chucky Doll!

The claw of his tiny hand was equivalent to the claw of a savage beast.

The harder Nazareth fought him, the more sadistic Migi Vox reacted, the more aggressive he became.

Getting deadly!

And the worst of it all is that when Nazareth succeeds in wounding him, Nazareth will be the one who gets hurt.

How is he not battered?

The wounds he received were not only from Migi Vox attacks, but also from Migi Vox wounds.

What is the essence of this test? Nazareth wondered in his heart. I don't know how many times since that training method started.

"Old bastard makes no sense" Nazareth murmured as he dropped his head back, relaxed his body, leaning against the rock.

The medicinal bath pool was a natural hot spring pool, as well as the aroma of medicines that the fairy plants spread around the pond.

A magical place that could heal all sorts of diseases and recover wounds in an instant. Whether it was an internal wound or an external wound.

The same place doesn't make sense with Mikhail Claus.